Evil. I have been reading evil.

Arg, pixyofthestyx, I hate you. I read your Marshall/Tay fic rec, and it ends on a cliffhanger, and hasn't been updated for, like, months! Woe! I must know how their angsty high-schooler love turns out! I have to know what happens when Tay comes out to his family, and when they finally drag social services in on Marshall, and the soap opera has eaten my brain!

Also, the effects of Marshall's syntax are going to linger in my brain for, like, days, yo.

I can hear his voice in my head when I read the dialogue and it skeeves me out because, dude, I know that voice, and have entire songs in it memorized

And I need to get some sleep before going to classes today, and draft a job application for the National Archives, since the campus library doesn't want an in-experienced geek girl. I think I'll check out the PG County public libraries; maybe they're not so fucking picky.

Told you. Affecting my vocabulary for days.